Lyrics Powder Junkie - Jealous Of The Birds

Powder Junkie

And you’re so fresh with your pale dark bliss
Those blackjack eyes and tambourine hips
Walked right out of an acid trip
Got a corkscrew mind
And the sweetest grip
Take me to the gig where the music’s loud
And you can feel the electricity in the crowd
Oriental lillies blooming in my head
With all the little nothings that I could have said
Powder junkie, spider monkey, swim in the sea
Crushed like a grape under possibility
You’re so fresh with your pale dark bliss
Those blackjack eyes and tambourine hips